The call of the wild / Jack London
| dc.contributor | Dell, Thomas Internet Wiretap |
| dc.contributor.author | London, Jack, 1876-1916 |
| dc.coverage.placeName | s.l. |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2018-07-27 |
| dc.date.accessioned | 2022-08-19T15:06:54Z |
| dc.date.available | 2022-08-19T15:06:54Z |
| dc.date.created | 1903 |
| dc.date.issued | 1993-05-20 |
| dc.identifier | ota:1869 |
| dc.identifier.uri | http://hdl.handle.net/20.500.14106/1869 |
| dc.description.abstract | Resource deposited with the Oxford Text Archive. |
| dc.format.extent | Text data (1 file : ca. 174 KB) |
| dc.format.medium | Digital bitstream |
| dc.language | English |
| dc.language.iso | eng |
| dc.publisher | University of Oxford |
| dc.relation.ispartof | Oxford Text Archive Core Collection |
| dc.rights | Distributed by the University of Oxford under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 3.0 Unported License. |
| dc.rights.uri | http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-nc-sa/3.0/ |
| dc.rights.label | PUB |
| dc.subject.lcsh | American fiction -- 20th century |
| dc.subject.other | Novels |
| dc.title | The call of the wild / Jack London |
| dc.type | Text |
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| branding | Oxford Text Archive |
| files.size | 177737 |
| files.count | 1 |
| otaterms.date.range | 1900-1999 |
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The Call of the Wild
by Jack London
Into the Primitive
Buck did not read the newspapers, or he would have
known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, But for
every tidewater dog, strong of muscle and with warm,
long hair, from Puget Sound to San Diego. Because men,
groping in the Arctic darkness, had found a yellow metal, and
because steamship and transportation companies were booming the
find, thousands of men were rushing into the Northland.
These men wanted dogs, and the dogs they wanted were heavy
dogs, with strong muscles by which to toil, and furry coats
to protect them from the frost.
Buck lived at a big house in the sun-kissed Santa Clara
Valley. Judge Miller's place, it was called. It stood back
from the road, half-hidden among the trees, through which
glimpses could be caught of the wide cool veranda that ran
around its four sides. The house was approached by graveled
driveways which wound about through wide-spreading lawns and
under t . . .
